The daily chronicle of a fashion-and-beauty obsessed, style-writing, pseudo-Angeleno who made her way from the Great White North to La-La Land -- otherwise known as Los Angeles, California -- and back again.
Till the next big city calls out her name, that is.

About Me

I'm a Vancouverite who moonlighted as an Angeleno. My momma is the best in the entire world, and I'll argue you hoarse on that one. I've been in love only once in my life. The East Coast calls me but the West Coast is in my blood. Social butterflies -- and party animals -- are a great species. Fashion and writing will be the death of me, but what a way to go. Carine Roitfeld is fabulous. I would die a painful death if art, design, photography, fashion, music and dancing did not exist. Always kind of wondered why Smurfette was the only girl in town. I can't draw. Absolutely believe everything happens for a reason. I feel so lucky to have the girlfriends that I do. I'm a total sun baby. Think I might be a workaholic. I may have slight road rage. Ice cream and hockey are religions. I buy too many glossy magazines. Nothing beats someone with a killer sense of humor. Chivalry is really not dead. I'm a victim of minor vertigo and a serious lead foot. Always up for meeting people from paths different than mine and crossing paths with old friends. At the very end of it all, I want to be able to look back and say: Yeah, I sure lived a damn good life.

Friday, February 06, 2009

Happy Friday!

Thanks to an email forwarding by Jenks, this video clip from the 80s of Mr. T doling out fashion commentary and telling kids to rock their own style had me rolling on the ground laughing.

My favorite line?

The opening one, of course: "Hey, everybody gotta wear clothes. And if you don't, you'd get arrested."

And don't get me started on white boy Jeff breakdancing at around 1 minute 20 seconds.

I pity tha foo'!

I'm Lovin' it: Just read that both the Black Kids and Friendly Fires are rolling into town this April. Ticket time. And that'll make four shows that month, not including if I make it to Coachella. Whooooa.

I'm Over it: Had a bout of insomnia last night, so I'm a bit yawn-skis right now.

Track of the Day: "Sad Sad City" by Ghostland Observatory, from their 2006 album "Paparazzi Lightning". The Austin, TX band likens themselves to "a robot making love to tree!!", but I might beg to differ on that little description. This song live is pretty damn good, too.